The Level Plain
Lately, the inventory has been compromised by an internal glitch: I have been spending too much time inside my own head.
It is a common failure. I have caught myself practicing uninvited mind-reading—assuming the people around me are calculating the worst possible verdicts, rather than giving them the cold, neutral benefit of the doubt. It is the classic psychological trap of wanting reality to be something other than what it currently is. To break the circuit, I need to stop acting as the main character in a tragic narrative and simply become a fly on the wall. I need to look at things objectively.
Instead of projecting catastrophic outcomes onto everyday interactions, the work requires a radical anchoring in the immediate present. I have to stop daydreaming about a selective, romanticized past or an optimized tomorrow. When you cease fighting the immediate landscape, the anxiety loses its fuel. The urgent, dramatic urge to drive into the mountains and completely disappear begins to dissipate.
The mountains are an illusion of escape. I can stand tall in this prairie landscape.
The exhausting weight of all-or-nothing thinking is quietly being replaced by the middle ground. It is a terrain that doesn't offer the high-altitude highs or low-valley lows of an intellectual crisis. It is a ground that is undeniably flat—but it is completely level.
Practical Philosophy by Abel Graff
Abel Graff is a writer and practitioner deeply focused on psychology, practical philosophy, and human systems. Holding a doctorate in educational psychology, he spends his days analyzing how human beings navigate stress, identity, and change. He writes from the high-friction landscape of the Midwest.